"F... a Label" lyrics

Klassik, you crazy

I'm flyer than Aladdin
But I don't need a carpet
Shawty bad as hell though, but she just want to party
Heartbreak in 808 ways, bitch, how could you be so heartless
I could never let you in on all this pain I harness
I finna take a wrist, I'm talking switchblade razors
They thought I was done, nigga, I took a hiatus
I ain't never had my hand out, fuck a favor
I went out and I did it on my own, fuck a label

Niggas on that hate parade
I ain't never thought that you would change, but did it anyway
Nigga, I'm working hard like 9 to 5, even on Labor Day
I really fucking with these niggas like the triple K
Telling all my haters you could suck it like I'm Triple H
Kill a city 'bout my dog like John Wick
Lost my soul and I don't think I'll find it
Ridin' with killers, my nigga, I don't ride with convicts
I hope you ain't on no nonsense

'Cause they gon' grind you down
Turn into a circus since you wanna be a clown
Bitch, my name Kee Nola
No one left around
So please just stop comparing me to niggas starting now

I'm flyer than Aladdin
But I don't need a carpet
Shawty bad as hell though, but she just want to party
Heartbreak in 808 ways, bitch, how could you be so heartless
I could never let you in on all this pain I harness
I finna take a wrist, I'm talking switchblade razors
They thought I was done, nigga, I took a hiatus
I ain't never had my hand out, fuck a favor
I went out and I did it on my own, fuck a label